Heeeeey guys. Never thought I'd be writing a "Life With Derek" fanfiction, that's for sure. Yeah, obviously this is my first. I love the show, but sometimes I'm a bit sketchy on certain details about it, so please forgive me. I'd greatly appreciate it if you could tell me if I made a mistake and so on. Like I said, this is merely a preview to the story that shows the general plotline. I personally think it's too short to be a chapter, but Chapter 1 will just be a continuation of this. Make sense? I'm writing this at 3 in the morning, so I don't even know if it does. P I would love to hear your comments, and it'd be great to hear if you want me to pursue this story.
Okay then... the official cruff.
Title: This Is Camp With Derek
Rated: T (Just to be on the safe side... I'm trying to keep the characters... in character... but other people will be introduced, so I dunno.)
Summary: What could ruin Casey's summer more than anything else? Derek, of course. When a school prank lands Derek in trouble, his parents force him to attend summer camp... the same one Casey was looking forward to going to all year. Not one person is happy about this, but when faced with ghost stories, creepy camp legends, and weird bunk-mates, there may be a change of heart. Dacey.
Disclaimer: I do not own "Life With Derek"... I do however now own your soul and your left shoe. Mwaha...ha...ha... cough Okay. Have fun.
Prologue
"This is ALL your fault!" Casey shrieked loudly as she threw open the door to her not-so-quaint abode. She bounded over toward the living room area, kicking away the large amount of various toys her step-sister, Marti, had spread around in a disoriented fashion.
Following not to far behind was Derek with a sour and unpleasant look burdened on his face. He hastily closed the door behind him and threw his leather jacket aimlessly onto the coat rack. "As if I haven't heard that one before, princess," he scowled at her, now leaning on a wall near the couch Casey had decided to fall upon.
She took away the pillow that had muffled her anguish to glare at her step-brother daringly. "That's because it always IS your fault!" she snapped angrily. With an 'ugh!,' she buried her face once again in the cushion.
"What the heck is her problem?" Edwin asked as he sauntered down the stairs, holding on to the banister. In this household it was customary to do so; you never knew when you'd accidentally fall into one of Derek's pranks involving oil on the stairs or something like that. Derek was just about to answer when another voice chimed in.
"It's obviously your brother," Lizzie said, following Edwin down the flight of stairs. They had both heard the commotion going on from upstairs and came to check it out. Lizzie came because she was concerned; Edwin didn't want to miss a good Casey and Derek fight.
"Let the man speak," Edwin stated, motioning toward his brother.
"Thank you," he replied in a rather pompous tone of voice. Once again, he started to speak but was interrupted by the sound of the door re-opening and the entrance of two bodies. "Actually!" he said, spinning around to look at the two parental units who had just entered. "I think they can tell the story better."
"Knock it off, Derek," George said as he removed his light jacket and placed it next to Derek's on the rack. "You knew you had it coming." He walked past Derek, giving him a friendly shake on the shoulder before plopping down into one of the chairs.
"I didn't have it coming!" Casey argued as she finally sat up, squeezing the pillow to her chest.
"I know, sweetie," Nora stated, taking the seat next to her daughter. "Just… try not to make such a big deal about it."
Casey shrugged off her mother and stood up, fuming. "Don't make a big deal about it?" she looked at her mother as if she were a traitor to her own blood. "Because of him," she motioned toward Derek, "my whole summer is ruined!" Her arms were crossed and her lips were pursed. She was serious.
"Your summer? I have to spend two whole months with a bunch of losers who have nothing better to do with their summer," the boy stared at his step-sister incredulously. "Do you realize what this could do to my reputation?"
"We wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for you!" she yelled at him as they stood face-to-face, glaring one another down to the ground.
"I'm totally lost," Lizzie muttered, her eyebrows furrowed.
"Tell me about it," Edwin added, shaking his head.
"It's the last day of school and so, naturally, Derek feels obligated to act like a total idiot!" Casey answered, her eyes narrowed.
"Hey… you can't blame me. It's not like they can suspend me on the last day of school," he said coolly as he fell on the sofa, stretching his arms up behind him.
"So? You pulled a prank? You do that every year," Edwin said, now sitting on the arm of his dad's chair.
"True… but thanks to Casey, this year topped them all!" His lips twitched to a coy and pleased grin. His face was aglow as he began to reminisce the occurrence.
"Don't make me sound like an accomplice! I'd rather not be associated with your stupidity, thank-you-very-much." Of course she was pouting. "It's your fault for making me tutor him in science!" she said, pointing an accusing finger at George who merely shrugged.
"Quit it with the weird segues… We're only getting about half the story, " Lizzie cut them off.
"Derek was failing biology, of course," Casey rolled her eyes, "so George said he would pay for my camp fee if I would tutor him for the finals. Obviously I couldn't turn down an offer like that," she shrugged.
"I still don't get why you needed a money bribe; if anything you should be paying to spend time with me," the villain smirked wickedly, popping the collar of his shirt.
"Ugh," his step-sister replied, her face scrunched with disgust. "You wish, you perv!" she lashed back, throwing her pillow at his face which he caught with ease.
"A.D.D. much?" Edwin said, growing incredibly impatient.
"Fine fine. So yeah… I bought into this whole," finger quotes, " 'tutoring' bit. That's when I learned about a fantastic thing called pheromones."
"We weren't even learning about pheromones!" Casey chimed in, glaring at the object of her hatred. "You just ignored me during the entire session and looked up 'sex' in the index and found a section on pheromones."
"Don't change the subject, Case," he said, trying to get out of a sticky situation after he felt his parent's eyes burning his skin. "So anyway… this morning I stole…" another glare, "… I mean borrowed a vial of animal pheromone they had in the bio lab…"
"And spread it alllll around the school cafeteria," Casey finished, flashing her eyes dangerously at her brother. Both Lizzie and Edwin tried to contain their laughter by covering their mouths with their hands.
"But first… of course… I had to unlock the animal cages in the bio lab." He threw his head back and laughed. "Oh, it was beautiful."
Casey looked as though she were to be sick. "The lunch lady had a rabbit on her head."
"Well now there's a good pun," George piped in, trying to lighten the mood with a charming and yet corny anecdote. They all stared at him with astonishment. "Cause… get it? Hare in her… hair…" It was at that point in time that the family began to hear crickets.
No… literally.
"Lookie what I found!" a high, squeaky voice exclaimed as the owner scurried inside from who knows where. Holding onto it like a treasure, little Marti, equipped with a poofy pink boa, held out a chirping cricket for her family to see.
"Oh no… sweetie… put that away," Nora bent down to her eyelevel, trying to reason with her. Naturally, it was too late. Marti's grip on the insect had let loose and it went flying into her step-mother's hair.
"Oops" the little girl said, looking at the adult with her large, innocent eyes. Nora calmly grabbed the grasshopper from her hair and sighed. She couldn't be mad at her… Who on earth could possibly be mad at a little girl with a face like that? Seriously.
"Come on, Marti. Let's go find Mr. Grasshopper here a better home," she told her, leading the girl back out into the yard.
"Yaaaaay!" Marti shouted, squealing the entire way.
George cleared his throat. "Anyway…"
"I still don't get it. Why does all of this ruin your summer?" Edwin asked, trying his best to put the pieces together.
"Well you know how I've been dying to go to Camp Coulson this summer, right?" Casey said, using her over dramatic voice, yet again.
"Yeah…so?" Edwin said slowly.
"Well guess who has to go with," Derek said, his face stripped of all happiness and a look of hatred boiling in his eyes.
"No way…" both Edwin and Lizzie said simultaneously, there jaws dropping.
"Hmph!" Casey replied, curling up on the couch with her arms tightly folded. Derek merely groaned.